And I'm running out of time (flesh and bone) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) I've gone through life white-knuckled in the moments that left me behind Refusing to heed the yield I penetrate the force fields in the blind They say I'll adjust,

Oh they say that it's over And it just had to be In the misty morning, on the edge of time As the misty morning rolls away to die Reaching for the stars, we blind the sky We've lost the rising sun, a final sign We sailed across the air before we learned

For you, the blind who once could see The dancer slows her frantic pace In pain and desperation Her aching limbs and downcast face Aglow with perspiration Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire With just the briefest pause The flooding through her memory The

But I got one of for you my Portobello Belle She thinks she's tough She ain't no English rose But the blind singer He's seen enough and he knows He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl Belladonna's on the high street Her breasts upon the offbeat And

We venture through time blind, running hands against the walls Sweeping barricades red with rust Quiet this mind abandoned fields of thought Searching for meaning, wandering in opaque Closing my eyes, and let the color in Quiet this mind ignite these

It was always you All this time It was always you, you No more guessing who Woke up sweating from a dream Hazel eyes, I was so color blind For my whole life, we never crossed the line Only friends in my mind, but now I realize Can't believe I could not

Don't fear Your last step From the theatre of pain And the children will love Your singing From the sea The sea is calling The giant's lost And all round him Destructed for what They all knew what it meant